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I would rather listen to a 4 year old learn to play the violin w/ finger nails on a chalkboard for percussion than any Bon Jovi song. 19 hours ago
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Category Archives: Master of the Obvious
So long and thanks for all the laughs or What I learned from being an instructor of a beginning mountain biking class
Everyone meet Will. Will’s the dude that you all just watched careen off the Steps on Prospector. Will’s a bad ass. This video was his make up class for Beginning Mountain Biking this past semester. When we rode this as … Continue reading
Screaming helps
I’m standing at the base of a cliff. There is a rope attached to me via harness and ATC. Said rope goes up the cliff from where I am to the person climbing above me. I’m trying not to look … Continue reading
This post is the equivalent of me stamping my feet in anger
It’s 7:43 a.m. I should be kitting up, as it were, for my 30 minute race to work that I always win, but instead I am sitting in front of my computer with my coffee cup wishing that I was … Continue reading
Scenes from Commuting
They are standing in their drive way. The morning sunlight engulfs them like a theatre spotlight. Their carport casts a strangely square shadow draping their natural backdrop in darkness. They are both wearing black. She is wrapped in yoga pants … Continue reading
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Is it too cliche to ask for? Version Two
It’s not often that I “work” on writing something, but I must admit that the lack of posts on the Mooseknuckler is due entirely to me trying to “work.” I sat down soon after the New Year to fill the blank … Continue reading
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The Rogue Factor
Nate Silver. If you don’t know that name by now you should probably crawl out from under your rock. The ability to predict human behavior to a high level of probability and be able to calculate your chances of being … Continue reading
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You might want to put on rubber gloves before you start reading this.
Shelby’s wheel is the only thing that is distracting my course. The beam of light leaping from my handlebars leads me into the night reaching the pedals being held parallel to the ground in front of me. The shadows cast … Continue reading
The Slotoja Diaries, Part Cuatro
The Lazy B, where the moment you jump into the pool, the hostess runs out with a couple of clean towels for you when you get out. She also is very quick to approach if you lean your bike up … Continue reading
Slotoja Diaries, Part Dos
“While liquor tastes much better on the streets.” – NOFX I found myself laying on wet grass next to an impromptu fire not more than 50 yards from the road. Every time a car drove by I felt like we … Continue reading
This probably shouldn’t have happened, probably shouldn’t be read and really shouldn’t have been posted.
At some point last week, I went to Las Vegas and attended what is known in the biz as shitface. Outside of the biz it is known as Interbike. It is important to not get the two mixed up. Interbike … Continue reading →